Cadiz Seagull
Grey bearded old man
And miscreants were obliged to join 'The Harriers', which entailed jogging endless miles after school around The Field (in the days when all schools had playing fields; now they just have fat kids).
And Mr Barker used to ride his moped right into the workshop. And he smoked his pipe while teaching. And while berating modern Britain for feeding kids all these free bangers and milk on the NHS. And he broke my ruler in front of the class as well, forbidding me to graduate to The Pencil Box (A 3-term project which probably got you a woodwork PhD.).
These days, he'd get disciplined by Ofsted for child cruelty and sent away for training in Student Goal-setting and Outcome centred Re-alignment, or some such
bollocks.
Kids today? They don't know they're....
(Hang on, isn't that what Harry used to say?)
Remember when he used to get two boys to the front of the class, stand them back to back and when he clapped his hands they had to bend down quickly - and they'd fly apart and quite possibly smash their heads against the wall!
And he'd chuck that wooden framed board rubber across the room at anyone talking; he did it to a friend of mine who in pure reaction caught it and threw it straight back at him. two of us watching the football that afternoon!
Happy days
